By Sophie Lace

What goes on in Neptune?

Part One:

As I look out the window, I start to see,

All the fun things I could have done, just me.

I could have stayed home;

I could have cheered for my daughter, dressed in her gown;

Celebrated her graduation, instead of floating in town

As I look out the window, I start to see,

I could have kicked the soccer with my daughter all day;

Visited Grandmother, heard her stories, and played;

I could have had cake, birthday wishes, galore,

But now I’m on Neptune, oh, what a score!

As I look at the small dot of Earth, I start to realize,

I could have stayed home,

But I didn’t.

As the first woman on Neptune, I’ve made it my home.

Part Two:

Danger! What is that sound?

What is that thing spinning around?

What are these creatures on my land?

Why are they taking over? It’s not so grand!

Danger! What’s going on? I shout.

They’re taking over, there’s no doubt!

Stealing my food, my home, my peace,

This can’t happen; it has to cease!

Danger! They’re setting foot in my home. 

Now I have no place to roam!

I curl up against the rock, trying to hide,

He couches low, I should have died.

But I didn’t. I’m still alive, but just barely.

He calls out, “Mary!”

“Look what I found! It smells like cherry.”

Mary came and said, “It’s quite small,

And we don’t need animals at all.”

The man let me go,

But why, I don’t know,

It’s time for bed.

Tomorrow, I hope I’m not dead.